Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

Tornella is busy for winter. Chestnuts, walnuts, persimmons, apples, pears, etc., planted around the village have reached the harvest season, and they are only slightly gnawing, mostly dried and boiled and preserved. Made. The rock cowberry and mountain grapes that Berglihu took from the mountain with several people are also dried and stored. Crush several old goats and sheep to make dried or cured meat. Catch fish in the river to make dried fish and smoked. Dig and store potatoes. Harvest and dry the beans. Plow the wheat field for sowing. Prepare fuel wood and distribute to each house.

At the end of such work, an autumn festival is held in the square in front of the village church. The joy and appreciation of the harvest and the desire to live in the cold winter without worries are delivered to the Lord God, Vienna.

Father Maurice shouts loudly.

"Ah! Please lower it a little more, it will hit the entrance! No, no, you can't tilt it like this and you'll hit the side! Oh, watch out!"

From the church chapel, the Vienna statue is carried out to the square. The stone statues are large and heavy and can only be moved by a few men, but the church entrance is so small that it is very busy every year to keep it from hitting. It is unlikely that the statue will be damaged, but the entrance may be dented or broken. Since the renovation has just been completed this year, Father Maurice gave more nervous instructions than usual. Each time the statue tilts, rises or falls, Father Maurice screams hysterically and laughs at the villagers watching. Bergliff was laughing at the scene.

A few years ago, when he was still in his thirties, he was also in charge of carrying the statue, but a younger generation has taken on this role. Bergliff is already a board member in the village. Aside from his willingness to do it, he can't get this heavy work done anymore. There is a need for a place where vibrant young people can exert their power, and if too many older generations go too far ahead, the young people will not be able to take over the work of the village and as a result the village system will not work well It seems reasonable. Nevertheless, such as the Belgryf, there are many places where I work with young people.

While hitting the statue several times at the entrance, the statue managed to get out. A milky statue shines in the mid autumn sun. This is probably because Father Maurice is working hard every day.

"I hope this time has come this year, Kelly" my mother!"

Kelly laughed, shaking his full belly. Winter is a severe season for those living in the north. For more than half of the day, thick clouds cover the sky, the wind is cold, and it's hard to get out if it snows. But winter can be a fun season if you are well prepared. You can spend time slowly with your family, who is usually busy with labor and cannot speak much, and the stars shine more beautifully in the sunny night sky than in summer. When the snow falls, the kids are lightly dressed and excited despite the cold. That's why everyone works hard for winter this fall.

There came a big man like a bear. The face is deeply carved and the hair is fairly white. The big man laughed at the open space.

"Preparation is going well this year!" "Mayor Yoyo, do you have any help?"

In Bergryf's words, the village chief Hoffman laughed even more.

"Gahahaha, he's a bell! It's okay to be your age and watch over the young mons! If you do it poorly, they'll grow up!" "I don't have to be busy because I'm a good year! Enjoy your spare time if you have time!"

Hoffman laughed and knocked on Bergriff's back. Bergryf twists his beard and smiles bitterly. Certainly, I thought it would be childish to be calm without doing something. Hoffman, the son of a former village chief who died two years ago, is eight years older than Bergliff. Even though it is fifty years old, it has not faded, and it has been blessed with a forgiving physique and an unrelenting personality, and is loved by the villagers. Only Kelly and Hoffman were able to contact Bergriff, who had just returned to the village, without ridiculing him. So Bergrich also thanked Hoffman.

"Hey Kelly. Where did the caravans come, where do you go?" "Why, this year is early though the sun is always leaning. The square is still messed up. Kureya "

On the day of the Tornella Fall Festival, gypsies of caravans, peddlers and travellers come and go from here and there. Some people like the festivities, and Tornella's supplies are reputed for being of high quality, so they bring a variety of merchandise and come to barter for them. The villagers are looking forward to the peddler's journey and the stories, songs and dances of gypsies.

Hoffman goes to the village entrance, and Kelly directs the young people in the square to make room. Create a stall space for peddlers. The statue of the god Vienna, managed to be carried out safely, is placed on a sturdy table, around which children adorn flowers, harvested nuts and sheep meat.

Berglyph, who has nothing to do, decides to look around the village for a walk. Whether a village is a festival, it is not always the case that demons and beasts will come. But since I got rid of Icehound, this is peace. So looking around isn't too nervous, and the Belgryphs don't feel like that. Nevertheless, be careful and go around the village, and when you return to the square, the caravans are already there, unloading, assembling the tents of the stalls, and holding quick goods to the villagers with goods in hand I have. The gypsies and the minstrels played music for comfort, and the children watched the exotic items with glittering eyes. The village is already filled with the atmosphere of the festival, although preparations have not yet been completed. This is good at any age, Bergliff smiled.

We talk to nearby peddlers while offering rock cowberry and mountain grapes. Traveling peddlers are sensitive to adventurers' activities and social circumstances. You may know something about Angeline.

"Oh," the black-haired warrior girl! It's like a guardian god around Orphen. Thanks, I'm grateful when you go there, thank you. " It's a rarity, but it's a big deal because it's not just around Orphen, it's an army of Principality adventurers who compete for one or two. "

Tornella, Orphen and Bordeaux are all part of the Grand Duchy of Estgal. Due to the vastness of the territory, the territory is divided into several territories, each of which is sealed and governed by a local lord, such as Count Bordeaux. Its governorate, Estgar, was located south of Orfen. The Principality of Estgar is also part of the Rhodesian Empire, which prints the northwestern part of the continent.

Bergliff was pleased with her daughter's good reputation. Adventurers are often rootless grass and rough-tempered. In addition, since life is exchanged on a daily basis, there is a tendency to always give priority to one's own interests. There are many adventurers who accumulate such things and receive a reputation that is close to a rogue. You won't have to worry if you get S rank, but I'm worried about Yabari Musume's reputation. He never said that he was his daughter. Sasha's uproar was still caught somewhere. Even if we make a strange noise, we will be in trouble.

While licking wine while looking at the square, a blue-haired female peddler approached me shortly.

"Anou, Hello," "I? Oh, hello. What?" "I'd have been asked by overheard, perhaps the Tteyuu Berugurifu's" Red Demon "is, do you?"

Bergliff glanced open. Another red demon.

"Well, Bergryf is me ..."

The merchant shook her face.

"Yeah! I'm talking about Angelin and I thought that because of her fine red hair! I actually had my daughter repel the place attacked by bandits!"

Bergliff thought it was ugly. Angelin's name came out of a surprise.

At that time, the village entrance became noisier. You can hear the sounds of the armor touching the squats. The sound seems to come straight to the square. As I looked, the men, dressed in matching light armor, were approaching to protect the double-headed carriage. People gathering in the square are looking at their faces as confused.

"Hey, isn't this the crest of Count Bordeaux?"

Bergliff was watching a carriage that stopped, feeling somewhat unpleasant. From within came a woman who had just passed twenty. She is dressed in a light dress, probably for a trip. Platinum blonde hair is braided in the back and the face is somewhat selfish, but it is neat and beautiful. But I feel like I've seen it somewhere.

"Assuming you are from the Bordeaux family ..."

As the Berglyph's disgusting premonition grew swelling, the woman looked around at her, seemingly awkward. He said in a dignified voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm surprised. I'm looking for someone."

People looked away. Who is it? The head of the village, Hoffman, walked forward and bowed as if in a hurry.

"The village chief, Hoffman, can ... see you, Bordeaux, but ..." "Oh, I'm late. I'm Helvetica Bordeaux. My father died the other day. Is ordering Bordeaux. "

Hoffman kneeled in a hurry.

"I don't know the new lord ..."

Helvetica rushes up and makes Hoffman stand.

"No, don't change that. I'm not good at dispersing authority."

Helvetica said with a gentle smile with a friendly smile. However, the behavior was dignified and there was an atmosphere that did not allow easy and inexpensive contact. Indeed, Bergliff thought that this was indeed the lord's vessel. Hoffman looked at Helvetica with a mysterious face, and opened his mouth as tense.

"I'm sorry that the lord came, but there is no one in this village who hides sinners."

The woman opened her mouth openly, but smiled as she caught her.

"Oh, it's okay. I didn't follow the criminals. I came to see the" Akaoni "Bergglyph at a glance."

The eyes of the villagers concentrate on the Bergryph. Another red demon. Bergliff crouched uncomfortably. The blue-haired female merchant looks as if she was impressed with "Hoe!" Perhaps in his gaze, Helvetica came to the Bergryf with a dashing step and took his hand with a glittering look.

"Berglyph, right?" "... yes," "I'm grateful to my young lady for helping her younger sister," "Oh, that's ...

Bergliff thought and laughed in trouble. Somehow I feel phantom pain. Helvetica smiles.

The story of the three Bordeaux sisters is famous here. Although her third daughter, Selenium, is only fifteen years old, she has already begun to show her domestic affairs, and her second daughter, Sasha, excels at bravery, and S-rank adventurers are sure to be seen in the future. And the eldest daughter, Helvetica. She is a charity in both the arts and martial arts, and she is said to be certain that she will be assigned her territory in the future without having to adopt her son. And she seems to be in control of the territory as a countess. The Helvetica himself is now holding his hand in front of him and smiling with a smile. What else to do with a bitter smile?

But beyond the friendly smile of Helvetica, Bergryf felt a keen eye for a prey. She shouldn't just come here to say thanks. She glanced at the Bergriff from top to bottom and smiled.

"You are very well trained. You can use really good swords." "No, well ... that ... I'm afraid ..."

I felt somewhat overwhelmed by a woman one head smaller than myself. Berggryph was strangely impressed that a person with a large vessel could swallow the opponent simply by facing each other. Helvetica squints quickly.

"I'm asking you today." "H". "I'm going to be straightforward. Bergryph, please come and serve the Bordeaux family."

Did you come so? Bergliff weakened. Probably, Sasha exaggerated and told her sister about Bergliff who defeated her. Even so, I didn't think he would come. Anyway, I don't mean that. It's too heavy for me. Berggriff shook his head quietly with a bitter smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm not going to leave Tornella. I'm going to be forty-two and my body is going down. In the suburbs, he is an incomparable swordman, and I want to make sure that the power of Berglyph who has defeated Sasha without difficulty is in my hands. "

Without difficulty, but not the problem.

"No, I'm not good at being an adventurer, I'm not good at serving at the shrine. I'm sorry for the inconvenience, but I'd like to refuse it." "Bend it there" "No ..." "Because treatment is negotiable "Even if you say so ..." "Please, become mine." "I'm sorry ..."

Helvetica squeezed his mouth in a cute way, saying "Mumu".

"It looks like you have the stubbornness of your ability." "This is also a natural thing. I'm sorry."

Helvetica smiled with a smile. Apparently he gave up, Berglyf replied,

"Then, I'll take you home for the time being." "... Huh?" "Everyone! Please!"

When Helvetica issued a command, a group of light armor, which had been behind her, surrounded the Belgryph. It seems to be Helvetica SS. It seems that he intends to catch only, so there is no way to pull out weapons. The spectators are surprised and take a distance. Bergliff was amazed, but as the SS approached, he felt strangely funny and finally laughed out loud. The surrounding guards, as well as the people watching around and the Helvetica, seem to be amazed and watching the laughing Bergliff.

I'm a child. Berggryf laughed, saying that even though she was singing as a new lord or a female master, the contents were just about 20 little girls. That's it, just be an adult.

Berglyph swiftly evaded the SS, who flew away. The SS collides with each other and raises a voice. Bergliff was ready and ready.

"What's playing at this age?"

Bergliff continued to fend off, murder, throw, and swiftly follow the incoming SS, with smooth movements that seemed unlikely to be prosthetic. By the hour, the members of the SS were exhausted and unable to move.

The Bergryph also breathed a bit rougher and looked at Helvetica. Helvetica is standing with her mouth half open. He said that he could not believe what happened in front of him.

"Anyway, I will refuse the officer's case."

Helvetica fell down sharply.

"I'm completely losing me ..."

Apparently he gave up this time. Bergliff was relieved. But the next moment I felt something soft on my arm. To his surprise, Helvetica was hugging his arm.

"In this case, I can't help but become Belgriff-sama!" "... Huh?" "I'm an unfriendly person, thank you very much ..."

Helvetica shyly blushes her cheeks. A hearty chest is pressed against the arm through the dress and it is very soft. Berglyph stopped thinking and turned his eyes black and white. The crowd is in a fuss.

"Eh? Eh? Belle, will you be married to the Bordeaux family?" "Dude! It's a reverse ball!" "This guy was surprised!" "Hey, bring your sake!" "Where is Father Morris!"

At that time, several sets of horses came in. The crowd is surprised and runs away. A girl wearing glasses from the horse that stopped in front of the Bergryph jumped dashingly. Selene Bordeaux, the third daughter of the Bordeaux family.

"Sister! What exactly did you do to get here?"

Selenium rushed to Helvetica in a form of anger. Helvetica laughed a bit embarrassed.

"That Selenium recruited Belgriff-sama." "Why did you try to bring me by any means !?"

It is a star. Helvetica laughed evilly and embraced the Belgryf in a deceptive manner. Seeing this, Selenium sharpened his lips, grabbed Helvetica's neck and pulled it away from the Bergryph.

"Keep in the carriage!" "Hah!"

Men who seem to be Selenium escorts pushed Helvetica into the carriage. I do not know who is my sister. Selenium turned to Bergryf and bowed down.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience ... Berglyf?"

Bergriff, who returned to me, rushed to bow down, seeing Selenium bow down in front of her. Selenium frowned reluctantly.

"My name is Selene Bordeaux. My wife, Angelin, saved my life and saw my father's death, and I can't thank him. "No, I don't care about anything ..." "I'm afraid ... I'm an older sister who can usually be respected, but there are places where people are enthusiastic .... When you hear the rumors of this human resource, it jumps out first ... "

It's like a child who wants toys. Bergliff smiled bitterly. Selenium continues.

"That has resulted in the development of the territory, but there have been a couple of times that we have brought those who dislike it .... Sister! Are you reflecting on us ?! "I'm gonna reflect on you! Selenium, please take it out, I won't do it again!" "No! ! "

Belgriff said "Ok," to Pensell or angry Selenium.

"I don't really care ... I'm grateful if you don't do it anymore," "Sorry, let me care ... Come on, everyone! "

Selenium gives a postcard and instructions and tries to return. Berggriff was hesitant and talked with Hoffman about something. Then I called out to Selenium on a horse.

"If you return from now, you'll be on the way home."

Selenium turned around.

"Yes, but I can't help it. This is where I came." "It's a village autumn festival tonight. Would you like to participate if you like?"

Selenium put his hand on his glasses astonished.

"Eh ... but ..." "If you join the lord, you will get a foil.

Hoffman is replied with a raised voice.

"That's right! It's a painful place, but by all means!"

Noji flies from the outfield, saying that the most painful is the village mayor. The people laughed. Hoffman lifted his eyebrows and yelled.

"I'm sorry! ...... Hah! I'm sorry ..."

Hoffman gets smaller and hides behind the Bergliff. Selenium giggled and laughed off the horse.

"Would you like to accept the words?" "One condition. Please take Helvetica out of the carriage."

Selenium's eyes were rounded, but he shook his head immediately and showed something by hand towards the carriage. The door opens, Helvetica comes out and rushes in quickly.

"Bergriff! Thank you for your help!" Yeah, selenium ... "" At all ... you'll be locked in the carriage again if you do the next! "

Selenium draws a horse while expanding his cheeks. Helvetica secretly listened to Bergliff.

"I'm usually a very kind child."

Bergliff laughed.

Under the stars of the sky, lovely Bordeaux family women were mixed, and the Autumn Festival could not have been excited. Winter is approaching soon.